Spicy Books For Men Novels & Stories

I love all different kinds of music, so there’s a little something for everyone. 3. I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms: a. GoodNovel: Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)

"Ms. Black, it's been two years since you wrote a bestseller and no offense, but your romance novels are no longer drawing the attention of your audience." Why do people say "no offense" when what they're about to say is going to offend the fuck out of you? My face contorts with hurt and confusion. "So what you're saying is...my books are...boring?" He clears his throat, gazing out the window of his office. "Look Kiara, your audience is looking for spice. The spicier, the better. Your latest manuscript has not one explicit scene in it, it might as well be YA," he continues, "I'm sorry, but no one is willing to publish it."

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

He’s right, I’m absolutely mortified. The way he stands between me and them is a protective move, but surely he knows they would never hurt me. “We were only reading.” Ryder holds up his book, one with a particularly muscular, bearded man on the front. I bought that book because the cover reminded me of Phoenix. "Mine is definitely the best so far." Ranger holds up his. I instantly recognise it as one of the more explicit ones. It has bondage, doctor role pay, and lots of edging, which for some reason really appeals to me, even though it sounds like torture of the best kind.

Sophia's POV "What the fuck are you talking about?! Twenty years ago I wasn't even born! Are you crazy?!" I snapped angrily. "I am talking about my body, Sophia," Callan said, his tone turning smooth, deep, and deadly serious. "For twenty years, my sex life has been an absolute curse. Every woman I have ever touched, every woman I have ever tried to take to bed ended up screaming in pain, passing out from the unbearable discomfort, or bleeding so heavily I had to rush them to private surgeons. Do you have any idea what that does to a man?"

“This ass belongs to me now. Your fiancé will never stretch it like this. He’ll never make you feel this full and filthy.” He pulled out of her ass only when she was shaking and dripping. He turned her onto her back again, straddled her chest, and pushed her full breasts together around his spit-slick cock. He fucked the tight valley of her tits with rough, deliberate strokes, the thick head of his cock hitting her chin and lips with every thrust. Spit and precum made the slide filthy and wet. He leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting hard enough to leave deep red marks, then switched to the other, leaving both peaks swollen and throbbing.

So maybe Jim lived in a tiny place because he was a single guy, and he saw no point in wasting money on a larger apartment. Anyway, from the looks of it, the man spent every penny he had on books. They were jammed onto a couple of cheap bookshelves, and piled high on every available surface. God, he even had books on his kitchen counters and neatly lined up under his bedroom window. She peeked at a few of the titles, and was amused to see the range of topics: mystery, action, contemporary literature, some horror. She even spotted a few military romance books, and she grinned at that. Maybe he’s reliving his days as a Ranger, reading about bad-ass military heroes saving damsels-in-distress in

Grabbing the bottle of scotch and a tumbler from the tray centring the small glass table before me, I poured a raw drink. Sex wasn’t something I wholly enjoyed anymore. It was more of an activity I attended when I was pissed or out of place or needed to get myself off. I had been fucking whores for the past few years, or people with whom I had little to no connection at all. That was one reason women knew me as the emotionless bastard and the men testified to it, seeing my brooding face and twitching jaw. I emptied the tumbler in a gulp and slammed the glass on the table, the earthy aftertaste of cigars still lingering in my mouth.

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

I might be a veterinarian doctor, but I’m fascinated with the human body as well. Axel is smiling innocently at me, and I have to avert my eyes to keep myself from running away. My teeth grace my lower lips, and my cheeks are burning like the pits of hell. "This is so embarrassing..." "Why?" He asks. "We all have hobbies, My lovely wife, and it's perfectly normal to read books. I also like to read, so you don't have to be shy about reading 'How To Kill Like A Serial Killer,' since I'm sure the plot is deep and memorable."